I hate you. You're destroying me. Every day, every minute. When you close to me, I can’t breathe. You’re my disease. My the biggest failure, my mistake. You’re my pain. I can’t live without you. You’re my strongest drug. That’s why I hate everything about you.

You didn’t say to me about the price for our happiness. And I was so stupid. In my eyes you was only a child. Blameless. My ideal. But I was blind. And I know – I will be the only person on your funeral. I will be the only who will cry on your grave, I know it. And when I’ll die there will be nobody who will come to say to me “goodbye” – I know it too. Because we were alone. Because we had the own world. Because we hadn’t friends, we hadn’t family. You were everything for me. That’s why I hate you now.
Only you, I and drugs. The false fairy tale. Illusion of freedom. And we believed all dreams. We were destroying ourselves. Every day, every minute, every time. We were pain, pain of each other, because we hadn’t somebody else. Only you and my pain. Only I and your tears. And your broken promises, soaked in blood and euphoria.

Please, protect me from all this words and from theirs sense. I refuse to think about our future. But… I know who I am for this world. I’m only dust, no more. And our story can’t have happy end. We’re only two among billions such as us. We are not necessary for all this people, all this world. And the sun will keep shining when I will cry on your grave. I know it. I simply know it.
I hate you. Remember about it and about the fact that I will be the only person on your funeral. Love me. Because you haven’t anybody else to love. Trust me. Because you haven’t anybody else to trust. Be with me. Because you haven’t anybody else to be with him. I hate you. You destroy my life. And I scared that there will be nobody who will come on my funeral to say to me “goodbye”. I am absolutely alone. That’s why I need you. You and everything about you.